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2003-10-04

So now a new possibility, still maybe, an interview for Rue at UVM and then the plan gets scrambled, yet only in theory, into little square pixels in the air that are what-if plans in miniature but never make a true picture.

I want to allow myself to dive head first into this city but have been resisting. This city love search crush I have, these sightly affairs.

This inertia around people get close enough but then skittle out of it.

He is washing dishes by the picture window and is listening to Jorma Kaukonen, speeding him up a little more. He is loveliness.

"Eight years of college...and look at me now."

Visiting the Fur Peace Ranch back in Pomeroy, back around the Alma Mater would be okay too.

"Broken highways, broken dreams."



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